لَذّاتُنا إِبلُ الزَمانِ يَنالُها

لَذّاتُنا إِبلُ الزَمانِ يَنالُها

مِنّا أَخو الفَتكِ الَّذي هُوَ خارِبُ

مِنّا أَخو الفَتكِ الَّذي هُوَ خارِبُ

Our pleasures are Time's camels, taken

Our pleasures are the camels of time taken

by the ruthless one among us, who is a camel-raider.

By the brother of destruction who is devastating

وَأَرى عَناءً قيدَ يَغشى المَرءَ مِن

وَأَرى عَناءً قيدَ يَغشى المَرءَ مِن

بِنتِ العَناقيدِ الَّذي هُوَ شارِبُ

بِنتِ العَناقيدِ الَّذي هُوَ شارِبُ

And I see suffering befall a man in proportion to

And I see toil that covers a man like a veil

what he drinks of the daughter of grape-clusters.

From the daughter of grapes who is drinking

وَلِسَيِّدِ الأَقوامِ عِندَ حِجابِهِ

وَلِسَيِّدِ الأَقوامِ عِندَ حِجابِهِ

طَبعٌ يُقاتِلُهُ الحِجى وَيُحارِبُ

طَبعٌ يُقاتِلُهُ الحِجى وَيُحارِبُ

And the lord of peoples has, at his veil,

And for the master of people at his curtain

an innate disposition that reason fights and wars against.

There is a nature fought by modesty and waging war

وَالشَرُّ في الجَدِّ القَديمِ غَريزَةٌ

وَالشَرُّ في الجَدِّ القَديمِ غَريزَةٌ

في كُلِّ نَفسٍ مِنهُ عِرقٌ ضاربُ

في كُلِّ نَفسٍ مِنهُ عِرقٌ ضاربُ

And evil is an instinct in the ancient forefather;

And evil in ancient seriousness is an instinct

in every soul, a vein of it throbs.

In every soul from it a beating vein